Few films make me as happy as Roman Holiday.
I love everything about it.
I love Audrey Hepburn. She's perfection.
I love Gregory Peck; I'm convinced he's the most handsome man who has ever lived.
I love the Mouth of Truth and the ride on a Vespa.
I love Keats and Shelley.
I love when Anya lays in bed and looks up at the corners of the room.
I love when she smashes the guitar.
I love when Joe drops her off, and how he waits at the end of the press conference.
Everything. I love the whole thing.
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